PinkBubbles

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Waxes and wanes, like the moon, only the phases are quicker.
My emotional state is frightening turning from day to night in a day, mind churning, depending on what my mind is being fed.
There is just too much going on in this world, not only to me, but to other and the pain is hard to see.
Why am I so fragile? It is literally going to kill me.

A child is helpless. She turns to others who brush what she says under the carpet and then a year later asks her to repeat. I lied, she states. The monster has gotten her to believe he is her friend. He will go to jail. He is allowed to play mind games with her. We have to sit and watch.

A man is a drinker and quite now a selfish thinker. He holds his family hostage with his disease, but now they are too sick to see....what he is doing is playing a game. He wants what he wants, no matter the cost. His son, his daughter, his very own soul....he will sell for a drink of Brandy if that is what his heart wants. When he IS sober, which is far and few between, he works to make sure all soldiers are in line for the next time....without even noticing it...perhaps?

A woman cries out. She has hit a rock bottom so low she can't see light. No one can hear her. Don't worry, she will be all right.....

I am too tired to write more.....


adn this is not pink, now is it....